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of snakes ’n’ moles ’n’ bulls ’n’ dough
BLAKE the snake and MOCK the mole they have been friends since ever
they share the mole hole and they swore: ‘we will never sever!’
along came GLARE, out of nowhere, a dropped bull, always bearish
he pushed his head in MOCKs burrow, tells dumb shit flat and garish
well see sweet mole you own the hole, the snake is just a roomy,
insist on rent, it’s not indecent, and your account will go BOOM, YEEHAW!!
the second step the mortage rap, safeguard it little moley,
then take the dough, invest in me. bros ain’t worth it, bucks are holy!!
GLARE was ignored as he stood, with his head in MOCKs burrow,
suddenly got stuck inside, sad as it was: no morrow!
tail in the air he struggled hard, a horrid stroke killed the fool.
GLARE passed away. where he once stood, today, there is a cesspool.
…and the moral of the story: put money above friendship and you will end up in your own dejection.
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peeping-bear’s exegesis of not peeping
why do you talk about obsession?
best things in life are free.
if lies are still there to be sworn,
if panties are made to be worn,
why shouldn't they be used by me?
why do you talk about temptation?
i’m up on top of the tree.
you’ve chosen that your private space,
presented with public disgrace,
shall – on and on – be peeped by me.
why do you talk about surveillance?
enjoy your intimacy!
don’t be shy, do understand,
‘cause in and out this awesome land
there´re peeping-someones just like me.
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apes don’t smoke cigars – just pipes
us monkeys don’t smoke cigaretts, ‘cause that would be bizarre.
well, for sure we aren’t as stupid, as humans are.
we are more intelligent, no need to flush snipes!
apes don’t smoke cigars – just pipes.
us monkeys don’t use bombs and guns, ‘cause that would be obscure.
we aren’t as crazy as our human brothers, that's for sure.
we are more in apemanity, about it make no bones!
apes do not use arms – just stones.
monkeys aren’t as stupid as humans are
monkeys are not as dumb as humans are
monkeys aren’t as crazy as humans are
monkeys are no humans
us monkeys don’t use fakes in news, ‘cause that would be grotesque.
we aren’t as dumb as other primates, pounding our chest.
our metal flexibility, you call it bigotry.
apes, don’t use fake news, arms or cigars…
the pride of god’s creation, the candle in the dark,
above reproach, superior, enlightened by the spark.
admired by all livings, their sun, but out of sight,
infallible, benignant, a special kind of wight.
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stuff(ed), cage(d) & enslave(d)
AMANDA was a panda, once born in the wild,
has been abducted roughly when she was still a child.
and since that day – for to be rent – sister of firefox,
was sent from zoo to too around the world caged in a box.
ROLF the teenage dolphin enjoyed the sea, the wet
drugged by puffer fish poison he got caught in a net.
he screamed, yet he was slashed by annual killers – women, men –
finally one find him piecewise stuffed in tuna cans.
stuffed, caged and enslaved
stuffed, caged and enslaved
ADISA and ZENDAJA – 14, from Mali –
kidnapped after school, brought to the coast of ivory.
on cocoa- plantations enslaved, under sever pain –
for sweets for western folks – they work so hard and die in vain.
stuffed, caged and enslaved
stuffed, caged and enslaved
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ZIGGY the unpigcorn
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ZIGGY the unpigcorn
ZIGGY was a wiggly piggy unsure who she was,
fallen for the beauty of the horse
with the unique horn, called the unicorn.
all she ever dreamed about is how-a she could feel
being someone else, but she would never have revealed
being a unicorn, a sweet sweet unicorn.
sweet, sweet – unicorn – sweet, sweet
entangled herself in beauty dreams, all she could see,
was an awful "me", as well as a guise of misery
far from a unicorn, not much a unicorn.
but…
personalized web-add told her one day: ’you should be,
always just yourself unless a little surgery
makes you a unicorn. enlarge the unicorn... in you’
wanna be pretty?
wanna be beautiful?
wanna be a unicorn?
lets go!
doctors like me, we're the ones
undertake dreams, break them bones,
working sloppily, drilling wholes,
fixing it with cheesy cones.
trust in my words not my work, indeed.
under my knife you will succeed
not what you want, but what I need,
‘cause I want the dough of… you!
what I see in the mirror, after this guy
shattered my longing, is not my
heaven or sweven, but hell, why
can’t I be small-fry again?
snip, snap – unpigcorn – snip, snap
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